Chapter 1874

In mid-air, Wang Shaoshao held the sword in both hands, and slashed down heavily.

This blow gathered all his strength.

This blow is the essence of all his comprehension after reaching the peak of the immortal level.

A shrill howl sounded, and the wasteland immediately turned into hell.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Under the action of the icy internal force, the snowflakes turned into iceflakes and fell to the ground.

Ma Qingkong, who was watching from a distance, nodded lightly.

As one of the nine great venerables, Wang Shaoshao's performance is basically qualified.

To be precise, as one of the eight strongest warriors in the world, he used his performance to justify his reputation as a warrior in this world.

A slight smile flashed across the corner of Wen Xingchen's mouth, he leaned forward, and the short knife flew out suddenly.

Whoosh!

The dagger is like a shooting star flashing across the summer night sky, graceful and stern.

The moment the dagger came out of his hand, Wen Xingchen tapped his foot.

Among the falling ice flowers all over the sky, she is like an elf dancing in the wilderness.

This scene was captured by Ma Qingkong's eyes.

Slap!

The Han knife in his hand fell to the ground powerlessly.

He stared at the brilliance flying towards Wang Shaoshao.

Ma Qingkong had to admit that the trajectory was completely natural, like a masterpiece of God.

The essence of immortal power contained in it is not as good as Qiu Shuihan.

when!

The long sword slashed down against the bright brilliance, and the powerful sword energy flowed down.

boom!

The position where Wen Xingchen was standing was cut into a vacuum.

The shrill howls were no longer there, and the wind and snow were no longer whistling. At this moment, time stood still.

Plop!

Wang Shaoshao knelt on one knee and turned around abruptly.

After the first shot missed, he quickly sealed the whole body airtight. Wang Shaoshao's fighting quality is not low.

His hand holding the sword was trembling.

He really didn't expect that the dagger thrown by Wen Xingchen was so powerful.

He looked at the woman with flying hair not far away, and thought: Is this the power of immortal magic?

The dagger landed firmly in Wen Xingchen's hand.

She still maintained the posture just now, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

It seemed that before the fight, she was confident, and everything seemed to be under her control.

Wang Shaoshao shook his sword with his right hand, took a step forward with his left foot, stepped on the ground with his right foot, and squatted down.

"That move just now was very beautiful!" Wang Shaoshao praised.

"You're not bad either. Even if you misunderstood the idea on the ancient tablet of suppressing demons and took a wrong path, you still comprehend 20% of it. It's rare."

Wen Xingchen was not stingy with his praise: "As a martial artist in the low-level world, it is not easy to do this!"

These words sound harsh to Wang Shaoshao. As a high-ranking peak martial artist at the immortal level, he has already achieved the limit of what he can do.

No one else will understand how much suffering and painstaking effort has been put in from being unknown to being famous.

However, no matter how hard he tried, there was still a gap between him and the strong man who had crossed over from that world.

Why? !

Wang Shaoshao snorted coldly: "Practice the so-called fairy art, do you regard yourself as a fairy?"

Wen Xingchen laughed when he saw what Wang Shaoshao said.

"Whether I am an immortal from that world, you know very well."

"Even if they came from that world, they are not immortals!"

Wang Shaoshao looked at the world and said sonorously: "Where is there any god, where is the immortal?"

Wen Xingchen smiled coquettishly: "What a strong aura, if you had this aura just now, you wouldn't be played by Zou Jiuzhou in the palm of your hand."

Wang Shaoshao tried his best to adjust his emotions: "You want to mess with my mind? Is this the way of a god?"

"I didn't mess with your mind, and you don't deserve me to mess with your mind. I'm just telling the truth."

Wen Xingchen held the dagger tightly, and the incomparably refined immortal power was condensed in the dagger.

The indigo brilliance of the dagger that was shining coldly before suddenly flickered.

In the wind and snow, Wen Xingchen raised his long hair, stared at Wang Shaoshao, and said with great certainty: "You are me in this low-end world." Good! "

Wang Shaoshao squeezed out a word from between his teeth, and rushed towards Wen Xingchen.

The brilliance of the internal force just now was gone, and the yellow sword body was almost transparent, as beautiful as topaz.

He didn't use internal force to externalize like before, but concentrated all the power on the sword body.

Cruel facts have proved that playing internal power externalization in front of the strong in another world is tantamount to courting death.

Wen Xingchen saw Wang Shaoshao rushing over like this.

Turning his body to the left side, he ran to the back of Wang Shaoshao's side like lightning, close to the ground.

Then she held the knife in her backhand and killed it like lightning.

The crystal-like long sword was about to sweep across, who would have thought that there would be a blank in front of his eyes.

Murderous aura came from here, and Wang Shaoshao instinctively struck back with a sword.

when!

Swords intersect.

Wang Shaoshao's body was shaken by the force and flew up.

Wen Xingchen retreated more than ten feet.

She immediately squatted down, with her left hand propped on the ground, her right hand behind her back, and she smiled triumphantly at the figure not far away.

"Have you taken it yet?"

Blood dripped down the snow from the hand holding the sword, and it was bright red.

Wang Shaoshao looked at the wound, then at Wen Xingchen not far away, and nodded.

"You are faster than me, and your martial arts are stronger than me!"

"Not only that, but my comprehension is also higher than yours!" Wen Xingchen smiled arrogantly.

Wang Shaoshao was full of dissatisfaction on his face.

"Your speed is faster than me, and your martial skills are better than mine, but it doesn't mean you have a higher comprehension than me!"

"I can hit the Nine Great Masters in this world, and I am also one of the few strong ones in your world!"

Wen Xingchen sighed quietly: "Unfortunately, you will be born in this world after all, and you will not be reborn in my world in your next life."

Wang Shaoshao's body was shaking involuntarily, because what Wen Xingchen said was the truth.

In the first fight, Wen Xingchen dodged easily.

In the second fight, Wang Shaoshao suffered a dark loss.

Wen Xingchen is much better than him regardless of speed, strength and even understanding of Tao.

In front of Ma Qingkong, even if Wang Shaoshao was defeated, he would not be so passive.

But Wen Xingchen is a mountain that Wang Shaoshao cannot overcome.

The next move should be a decision of life or death.

It had been a long time since a battle had been fought so crisply. Thinking of the past conquests, Wang Shaoshao had a wry smile on his lips.

There is an old saying that people speak well when they are about to die. In fact, at the moment of despair, things that were previously invisible are gradually seen through.

Sadly, even if you see it clearly, God will not give you a chance to survive.

At this moment, Wang Shaoshao was thinking, if he still maintained his previous style after reaching the peak of the high-level immortal level, maybe his strength should not stop there.

If you don't practice the mental method on the ancient tablet of suppressing demons, and focus on pursuing martial arts, you might be stronger than you are now.

The two tricks made him realize that those sinister little tricks that he was proud of before can be shown off in front of middle and high-level warriors, but they are weak and pitiful in front of the essence of immortal power.

Fighting against the enemy, warriors fight for their foundations, but they fight for their own comprehension.

Thinking of this, Wang Shaoshao stuck his sword in the ground.

Wen Xingchen was a little puzzled: "What's the matter, have you surrendered?"

"Admit defeat?" Wang Shaoshao laughed loudly, "Why should I admit defeat?"

"Then what are you going to do?"

"I want you to know why I was able to hit the position of Venerable!"

Wang Shaoshao stretched out his eyes with both hands, gouged out his eyes in a daze, and threw them on the ground.

Blood flowed wildly from the eye sockets.

Seeing her like this, Wen Xingchen's delicate body trembled, and the disdain on her pretty face was hard to find.

She said to the man standing proudly in the wind and snow: "I will give you a dignified death!"

"Even if you are not a good person, even if you are unpardonable, at least in the wilderness, you have used your strength to maintain the dignity that warriors should have!"

Ma Qingkong bent down and lifted the Han Dao, his eyes were a little complicated.

Originally, he despised the four great masters of Tianjimen, especially Wang Shaoshao.

Among the four great masters of Tianjimen, Wang Shaoshao is the worst mentally and the most arrogant.

But today, Wang Shaoshao's performance is really impressive.

Zou Jiuzhou gave Wang Shaoshao a hard time. It stands to reason that he should be at his most vulnerable at this moment.

Who would have thought that not only did Wang Shaoshao perform at his due level normally, but his final failure was even more impressive.

In terms of speed, Wen Xingchen is more than two levels stronger than Wang Shaoshao.

From the point of view of martial arts, the martial arts controlled by Wen Xingchen are unmatched by Ma Qingkong.

Wang Shaoshao's only advantage is relying on the rules of space to restrain Wen Xingchen.

Specifically, no matter how strong Wen Xingchen is, he can't exert the power beyond the peak of the fairy-level high-level peak, and he can't show a speed that is too heaven-defying.

Under the constraints of this condition, Wang Shaoshao poked out his eyes and fought by instinct, even though he could not escape from birth, he maximized his advantages and avoided his shortcomings.

Wang Shaoshao is a respectable opponent.

Wen Xingchen settled down, holding the knife in his backhand, his eyes were in a horizontal line with the blade.

"Are you ready?" Wen Xingchen asked.

Major General Wang Shao held the sword stuck on the ground tightly, raised it high, facing the wind and snow, endured the pain, and roared full of anger: "Let the horse come here!"

Wen Xingchen condensed the immortal power on the blade, stepped on it, and rushed towards the opponent at the fastest speed.

She was really fast, there was an afterimage just after lifting her foot, and then she disappeared as if out of thin air.

Wherever he passed, there were frequent sonic booms behind him.

When Wen Xingchen wiped Wang Shaoshao's neck with a short knife.

The snow on the ground flew to both sides, and the ground was split in half.

Wen Xingchen leaned forward, wiping the dagger from right to left.

At the same time, Wang Shaoshao held the sword in both hands and slashed down obliquely.

The bright yellow brilliance converged into a straight line on the blade.

This slash is not fancy, just like a person who just practiced martial arts, under the guidance of the master, holding the sword in both hands, instinctively slashes.

On the side of Wen Xingchen's body, the raised long hair was cut off abruptly by the sword energy, and it floated up, ignited immediately, and disappeared without a trace.

Chila!

A slight sound passed by my ears.

boom!

Wang Shaoshao's sword hit the ground heavily, and the sword energy rushed into the ground for more than ten feet!

Plop!

Wang Shaoshao knelt on the ground with one knee, the blood from his eyes dripped down his cheeks onto the snow, and immediately solidified, turning into drops of blood.

The faint red line on the neck gradually became thicker.

The cold wind blows, and the head rolls off.

The headless neck was no longer spurting blood, but was frozen by power.

As a result, he fell on Xuedi's head, and the regret and disappointment hanging from the corner of his mouth became eternal.